20-05-2023, 08:37 PM
WHAT IF…..(ep2)
One fine morning at Hazrat station. A Man hails a taxi, we all know this man as Rasul. The
taxi stops at him. It is none other than our Bhola.
Bhola: bolo kidhar jana hai.
Rasul looking at Bhola trying to recognise the face.
Rasul taking out his phone and showing the address.
Rasul: Yaha jaana hai.
Bhola: thik hai baitho
Rasul: Kitna bolo pehle.
Bhola: 500.
Rasul starts bargaining like any person would. They finally arrive at a conclusion.
Rasul waves his hands to a woman in burkha standing under the canopy of the bus shelter. She has a child on her arm and another one walking beside her. She is also pulling a trolley bag. All of them sit inside. And drive off.
Bhola: to dilli pehli baar aye ho. Tour karva denge india gate ka,qutub minar, laal qila.
Rasul: dekhe hai hum who sab. Dilli me hi rehte hain.
Bhola: thik hai .
After some what awkward pause. Rasul opens up.
Rasul: tumhe kitne saal hue dilli me.
Bhola: 7 saal pehle aya tha. 1 saal karke vapis lauta. Ab 3 saal se yahi taxi chala raha hu malik ki.
Rasul: tumhe kahin dekha hai.
Bhola: mai to taxi chalata hu. To kabhi baithe hogey mere taxi me.
Rasul: nahi bhai, bohot saal pehle.
Bhola got a sense of what was happening. He had a lot of thoughts running through his head. The building construction site was the only place where he had worked 7 years ago and if rasul says that he saw him, means he too knows about purva.
Bhola: ha shayad. Tum kaha pe kaam karte the tb.
Rasul: ek building ka kaam chal raha tha waha nair colony.
Bhola: mai bhi to waha pe tha. Lekin bohot pehle tha. Shayad tum ane se pehle.
Rasul : ha shayad.
The silence falls on everybody’s ears.
After about half an hour. Bhola’s taxi reaches a slummy area, and stops in front of a 2 storey house, much like a small rental complex. Rasul and his family get out of the car and walk to the house. Rasul comes back to the taxi.
Rasul: yeh lo tumhara kiraya.
Bhola: thank you ji.
Rasul: tumhara number bhi dedo. Koi gaao se aye to ghumne ke liye bula leta hu tumhe.
Bhola gives his number to Rasul. Rasul could notice the stress on Bhola’s face. Bhola leaves immediately.
Weeks go by as rasul tries to figure out. On day. Bhola sets up an old status photo. Rasul notices this and immediately recognises bhola.
Rasul : to lukka chuppi ka game khel rahe ho.
One fine morning at Hazrat station. A Man hails a taxi, we all know this man as Rasul. The
taxi stops at him. It is none other than our Bhola.
Bhola: bolo kidhar jana hai.
Rasul looking at Bhola trying to recognise the face.
Rasul taking out his phone and showing the address.
Rasul: Yaha jaana hai.
Bhola: thik hai baitho
Rasul: Kitna bolo pehle.
Bhola: 500.
Rasul starts bargaining like any person would. They finally arrive at a conclusion.
Rasul waves his hands to a woman in burkha standing under the canopy of the bus shelter. She has a child on her arm and another one walking beside her. She is also pulling a trolley bag. All of them sit inside. And drive off.
Bhola: to dilli pehli baar aye ho. Tour karva denge india gate ka,qutub minar, laal qila.
Rasul: dekhe hai hum who sab. Dilli me hi rehte hain.
Bhola: thik hai .
After some what awkward pause. Rasul opens up.
Rasul: tumhe kitne saal hue dilli me.
Bhola: 7 saal pehle aya tha. 1 saal karke vapis lauta. Ab 3 saal se yahi taxi chala raha hu malik ki.
Rasul: tumhe kahin dekha hai.
Bhola: mai to taxi chalata hu. To kabhi baithe hogey mere taxi me.
Rasul: nahi bhai, bohot saal pehle.
Bhola got a sense of what was happening. He had a lot of thoughts running through his head. The building construction site was the only place where he had worked 7 years ago and if rasul says that he saw him, means he too knows about purva.
Bhola: ha shayad. Tum kaha pe kaam karte the tb.
Rasul: ek building ka kaam chal raha tha waha nair colony.
Bhola: mai bhi to waha pe tha. Lekin bohot pehle tha. Shayad tum ane se pehle.
Rasul : ha shayad.
The silence falls on everybody’s ears.
After about half an hour. Bhola’s taxi reaches a slummy area, and stops in front of a 2 storey house, much like a small rental complex. Rasul and his family get out of the car and walk to the house. Rasul comes back to the taxi.
Rasul: yeh lo tumhara kiraya.
Bhola: thank you ji.
Rasul: tumhara number bhi dedo. Koi gaao se aye to ghumne ke liye bula leta hu tumhe.
Bhola gives his number to Rasul. Rasul could notice the stress on Bhola’s face. Bhola leaves immediately.
Weeks go by as rasul tries to figure out. On day. Bhola sets up an old status photo. Rasul notices this and immediately recognises bhola.
Rasul : to lukka chuppi ka game khel rahe ho.
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